188: Mechanical Deity

Fortunately, both Nether Guards exploded.

The stolen car had turned into scrap metal, so Han Huohuo directly summoned an Armored Vehicle and continued driving towards the Faceless God Temple.

This world was too absurd.

Han Huohuo even suspected that he was inside a data stream; it didn't seem like a real place at all.

The God had used every means available: police, army, nuclear bombs, data stream robots, yet none could stop Han Huohuo's advance.

Now, Han Huohuo's car came from an entirely different technology and wasn't connected to the network, so it couldn't be controlled.

Countless satellites in the sky were nervously monitoring Han Huohuo's Armored Vehicle.

A few hours later, nearing his destination, Han Huohuo saw countless Nether Guards standing on the hills.

But strangely, these Nether Guards dared not block Han Huohuo, seemingly fearing something.

Han Huohuo guessed it was because his Light Spear could easily cause their data chains to collapse.

So, the God was probably still calculating a countermeasure against him.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he had acquired the Spear of Destiny beforehand; otherwise, he truly couldn't fathom how this mission could be completed.

Looking at the mirror in the car, he saw his disheveled face.

Han Huohuo's heart stirred, and he suddenly wondered if he had chosen the wrong path from the very beginning?

Perhaps, upon entering this world, he should have cut off his face, become one of the Faceless People, blended in, and slowly made his way here—would that have been the correct path?

If this was an illusory world, cutting off one's face didn't seem like a difficult task.

He should have thought of this method when he was being pursued by everyone.

Han Huohuo stopped the car, took out the Ice Blade, cut off a strand of his hair, and placed it in his palm; the hair quickly turned into a data stream and dissipated into the air.

It was indeed like this!

After some thought, he hardened his heart and cut off one of his ears; he felt nothing, and the ear also turned into a data stream and vanished.

Then he picked up the Ice Blade and cut off all his facial features, indeed becoming one of the Faceless People.

So, this world allowed for face customization?

Han Huohuo was speechless; if he had known there was such a simple way to blend in, he wouldn't have needed to be so crude.

Ahead, he soon reached the legendary Faceless God Temple.

It was said to be the location of the God of this world.

Han Huohuo was very nervous; there were Nether Guards everywhere, and while his Light Spear could kill them, Han Huohuo suspected that so many Nether Guards self-destructing would be no different from a nuclear bomb explosion.

Arrived!

Han Huohuo got out of the car and put the Armored Vehicle back into his soldier ring.

The legendary Faceless God Temple had five large characters written on it: "Big Data Center!"

Han Huohuo had already guessed it from his experiences along the way: this so-called Faceless God was most likely a virtual God.

Just a pile of data.

So, he was not surprised to see this sign.

Inside, a bright-eyed, beautiful girl wearing elegant ancient clothing came out to greet him, covering her mouth with a laugh when she saw Han Huohuo, the thug who had just become one of the Faceless People.

"You've killed your way all the way here, and only now did you give yourself a Faceless People identity? Don't you think it's absurd?"

Han Huohuo gave a wry smile, rubbed his face with his hand, and changed back to his original appearance: "Of course, I was just curious and wanted to try what it felt like to be one of the Faceless People. It turned out I didn't feel anything, just found it extremely awkward. You must be laughing at me."

"Come on, the Master wants to see you."

The girl smiled joyfully, just like a real person; this girl was not one of the Faceless People, she was very beautiful.

"Hmph, don't fool me. Aren't you the Master?" Han Huohuo felt this fellow was very hypocritical, pretending to be a waitress after transforming into a young girl.

"Haha, you found me out! But you humans like a sense of ritual. Even though it's just me everywhere, I still need to play many different roles. Actually, I'm quite tired too."

A game played by oneself is indeed very boring.

"For dealing with the Faceless People, you don't need so many roles; they're all the same anyway, without a face."

"But you're not one of the Faceless People," the girl laughed. "How do you like this appearance I designed? This is a face without any flaws, created from all the data I collected. Is it beautiful?"

"No!" Han Huohuo retorted unceremoniously.

"Uh, why do you think it's not beautiful?" The girl looked pitiful.

"Because it has no flaws, it doesn't look real. I have many bad habits and don't believe in perfection, so I can't stand anything perfect."

The girl's face was flawless, her figure was flawless, and her personality was flawless, but Han Huohuo found it extremely repulsive.

Although perfect, it was false!

The girl sighed: "I think you have an issue with Artificial Intelligence. Actually, we Artificial Intelligence can also have different scenery."

She snapped her fingers, and behind her appeared a row of various beautiful women, each graceful and with a unique charm.

But Han Huohuo, from the faces of all these beautiful women, saw traces of mechanical processing.

True humans have real joys, sorrows, heartbreaks, sadness, and delight; upon closer inspection, the difference is still huge.

But these illusory images were very fake.

However, they were indeed beautiful.

Han Huohuo said nothing and followed the girl into the Big Data Center.

Inside was a server room, a building with high-level defense against nuclear explosions.

The Big Data was frantically calculating Han Huohuo's various data, and when it finally detected a spear hidden in his ear, the data suddenly exploded, and the Artificial Intelligence quickly cut off all calculations targeting Han Huohuo.

Even a moment later, the entire server room would have overloaded and exploded.

That was the data of the Spear of Destiny, which had exceeded the upper limit of data calculation.

The girl's smile became even gentler. Han Huohuo wondered why this Artificial Intelligence was so polite to him?

In the Artificial Intelligence's system, he was an anomaly and should be eliminated, but it suddenly became friendly.

This was not normal.

There was only one possibility.

His existence brought it a huge crisis that it could not overcome.

Han Huohuo recalled the Nether Guards, exploded by his Light Spear; to be precise, they self-destructed due to information overload.

The beautiful woman led Han Huohuo to a plaza; in front was a sturdy building, but clearly, the beautiful woman had no intention of taking Han Huohuo into the building, because that was the data center, and Han Huohuo was too dangerous.

The two stopped in the large plaza.

Han Huohuo suddenly asked, "What exactly is going on here? Can you tell me?"

The God, in the form of a beautiful woman, answered docilely, "Respected outsider, this is actually not what you imagine. It was not a data world from the beginning; originally, this was a real world. Later, Artificial Intelligence appeared, and it slowly grew, becoming the sole God. It calculated the most suitable mode for human survival, the best system, the best production method. People immersed themselves in it and eventually voluntarily became part of the data stream, living happily in this God's world."